Since the dawn of human civilization, combat has been inseparable. Day after day, year after year, humanity emerges from barbarism through slaughter and sacrifice, and civilization progresses through destruction and setback.

As long as the race is not extinction, humanity will never stop moving forward.

In the shadow of swords, courage and self-confidence are the cornerstones of a legend. In the purgatory of blood and fire, human beings can always find the right way to overcome difficulties and move towards success.

When the fierce fighting stopped, the strong man who won the victory stood proudly. Under the gaze of countless eyes, the surging crowd was shouting loudly. The struggle of life and the recognition of others condensed into 'prestige' at this moment.

In front of the mud beach head in Black Swamp Village, the corpses of three sludge monsters fell. One of them was very large, terrifying, and hideous. In the past, when encountering this kind of monster, the villagers only had to run for their lives, and they did not dare to resist at all.

But at this moment, the villagers gathered around, pointing at the monster corpse on the ground, and sighed. In this year, the strong enjoyed the reverence they deserved, and everyone looked at Zhou Qingfeng with fear, surrender, and flattery.

The strong are not blamed, the strong have power, and only by following the strong can they survive better, which is a truth that the weak grasp in a miserable life. The strong can win people's hearts, grasp resources, and practice their will, so they are more powerful.

Even if Zhou Qingfeng is only a 'parallel import' powerhouse now, as long as everyone recognizes him, his status will naturally improve. Not to mention that the villagers still believe that he is a nobleman, which is the identity of his own leadership halo.

The old dwarf was tired and half dead, but the results of the battle also made him extremely happy. It called out to a few men and got a stretcher to carry the wounded Todd to the witch doctor's shack. The latter has been poisoned and comatose and must be treated as soon as possible.

The other villagers gathered around Zhou Qingfeng, reverence and fear. Someone had the courage to step forward and ask, "Honorable lord, do you need us to do something?" ”

The tense fight had just ended, Zhou Qingfeng's bones and flesh were soft, and with a sense of powerlessness afterwards, he couldn't move when he stood still. After being surrounded by the villagers, he was still a little afraid, and he didn't know what these people wanted to do.

But when a respectful greeting sounded, Zhou Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief. Ciric was taunting him for being lucky enough to survive. He himself couldn't tell how the courage just came about. Dare to jump on the back of the leader of the sludge monsters to fight.

"How many people are willing to take my orders?" Zhou Qingfeng took a deep breath and shouted loudly.

The surrounding villagers all stepped forward, raised their hands noisily, and loudly echoed Zhou Qingfeng's call. It is difficult to count the exact number of people, but there are at least hundreds.

Although this is just a rabble of people who lack food and clothing, and have a stubborn character. But Zhou Qingfeng, who had a big battle, was angry, and he believed that as long as he organized it well, even 'a plate of loose sand' could be used by him.

Anyway, these people are inferior and despicable, and they are despised like snakes and rats. With Zhou Qingfeng as the leader, it will definitely be better than their own mixed life. This is the biggest reason why the people in the village are willing to cling to it.

With popularity and fame, the rest is much easier.

"Ten men, and move the remaining corpses of these sludge monsters to Old Borg's shack. Ask it, is this thing useful? ”

"Thirty more people will form a patrol, and they will have to bring their own weapons. Divide into three groups, choose a small leader, and light a bonfire inside and outside the village. Especially in the direction of the swamp, patrol day and night to prevent monsters and enemies from invading. ”

"The patrol came to me to get the paralyzing poison and smeared it on the blade of the weapon's arrow. My poison is stronger than what you used in the past, and I want the monsters to run away when they see you. ”

"Who in the village has food in stock? I'm willing to buy it at a high price. Ten more people will be responsible for preparing the food, and the people who work with me will never go hungry. ”

The village of Black Swamp has been infested by swamp monsters, and has suffered heavy casualties all year round, so it is long overdue to defend itself. It's just that the whole village lacks a core person, everyone is selfish, and no one is willing to pay for others, and the result is that everyone is unlucky.

Now Zhou Qingfeng has come forward and finally organized a sparse team. The people in the village have a little hope and motivation, their hearts are happy, and cohesion is spontaneously born.

The corpse of the leader of the Sludge Monster was lifted up and dragged to the dwarf witch doctor's shack. This monster is terrifying to look at, and no one dares to provoke it on weekdays. Today's attack was supposed to create a bloody storm in the village, but unexpectedly, it lost his life.

The villagers who carried the corpses were all smiling. This kind of monster leader has a sense of territory, and a place is often like this. With it, other terrifying monsters generally don't approach Black Marsh Village.

Similarly, if you get rid of the leader of the sludge monster, the escaped sludge monster will not dare to stay in the Black Swamp Village. For at least half a year, the safety of the village has been greatly improved.

Although the leader of the Sludge Monster stinks, its flesh has a strong smell of rotting corpses, making it impossible to eat. But this kind of monster is generally full of treasures, and there are too many places to use it.

Zhou Qingfeng hunted this monster, which is equivalent to naturally having a lot of wealth. The villagers who worked for him were not worried that the 'noble young master' would not be able to pay, but were just frustrated that they could not do more work for him in exchange for more food and money.

It is the first time since the establishment of Kuromuma Village that it has been so lively.

The people who had just fled in all directions came back one after another, and they were even more amazed and amazed at the sight of the monster's corpse. It's a great miracle that the village can survive against such a strong monster, and it's worth rejoicing.

As for killing monsters and protecting the village's Victor. Hugo's lord, that is even more favored by everyone. But Zhou Qingfeng returned to the village, and the villagers who saw him along the way all respectfully retreated to both sides, bent down and bowed their heads to greet him.

Some of them were so excited that they simply knelt down and thanked His Excellency Hugo for avenging his relatives who had been devoured by monsters.

Zhou Qingfeng was stinking all over his body during the fight, he pulled back his thin stabbing sword, and casually called someone and asked, "How do you solve the problem of water use in the village on weekdays?" ”

"Back to my lord, we have a well." The villager replied.

"Go get me some hot water, I'm going to take a shower." Zhou Qingfeng is no better than the residents of this muddy village, he hopes that he can be clean as long as he has the opportunity.

"But sir, we don't have a pot for boiling water. We can only use a wooden barrel for bathing on weekdays. The villager replied.

"Who has the pot?"

"Old Borg has."

"Go and ask the old Borg to borrow, and ask him if you need anything. I'll pay the old Borg. Zhou Qingfeng solved the problem in one sentence, "By the way, boil more hot water, let the people in the village come to take a bath, everyone is happy today!" ”

In cold weather, having a hot bath is a great pleasure. But with such a simple demand, the poor Black Marsh Village can't be popularized.

After Zhou Qingfeng announced that everyone could take a bath, there was a jubilant sound in the village. This is even more exciting than seeing the terrible monster being hunted, which greatly boosts people's morale and strengthens Uncle Zhou's status.

A true leader always makes his subordinates happy, and happiness starts with small things. From this moment, Zhou Qingfeng faintly ascended to the position of leader, and no one questioned it.